Shocking.

[Back after a long absence to follow up on an old story.]

Gregory McDonald is back in the news! [Read about his prior exploits here.] Short version: McDonald and three buddies decided to go down to I-Drive here in Orlando to abduct someone while stealing their car. Plain ol' car jackin'. And so they did. Most of them had done this before, or at the very least they had all committed numerous violent felonies. But of course, they all walked the street after those prior violent felonies because that's how the fucking lousy system works.

Not this time! Since they had stupidly (and unwittingly) abducted a federal law enforcement officer (imagine the luck!), they actually faced real sentences. And today, McDonald's sentence of 20 years in a federal "pound-me-in-the-ass" prison was upheld by the 11th Circuit Court of Appeals.

Frankly, I'm shocked. I expected the courts or the prosecutor to let McDonald and his compatriots off again, as they had been for their numerous other felonies. But the government still governs well enough to say that outstanding citizens like McDonald and company can rape, murder, abduct, and rob regular folks all they want, but they'd better not fuck with The Man.

If only they HADN'T abducted a federal officer - if only their luck had held out and they had abducted some dumb ordinary tourist - they'd be back on the streets already, lootin' and pillagin'.

Speaking of dumb fuckery....

... Barack Obama has opened his pie hole again. This time he is complaining that The Donald The Great White Hope is exploiting the fears of working class white men. Of course Barack Obama is terrified of working class white men, because he thinks they're all Klansmen running around murdering and raping black bodies, but one can't discount stupid enough in this case.

Interestingly, Obama acknowledges that SOME fear and resentment are perhaps justified, but that they're misplaced. Misplaced how, exactly? Won't say. That would be telling. But white men really ought to be pissed at their leaders, especially pukes like Paul Ryan, who just sold them all down the river for another million Muslim refugees and another ten million Mexicans, so that Barry could get more domestic terrorists* and the Koch Brothers could slash wages some more.

What can I tell you? It's Christmas, and I'm cranky.

* Barry isn't Muslim, and couldn't give a fuck about Islam either way. (All the talk about Barry's Islamic past is useful smokescreen for both sides - if he were really Muslim he would not have such an immodest (by standards of America, much less Islam) wife.) But the more terrorism in country, the more the government can clamp down on domestic political opposition. Interestingly, this is a goal of both parties. Don't believe me? Then why are the leaders of both parties working so hard to import millions of Muslims, Muslims with such repugnant cultural practices as forced marriage, slavery, and female genital mutilation, from places like the Sudan, Somalia, Syria and Libya, when those Muslims and their children are likely going to produce a fair amount of domestic terrorism? Muslims, who are believed to account for about 1% of the US population, have accounted for half of all domestic terrorism since 9/12/2001. And we know from places like France and Belgium that we've had a better class of Muslim immigrant - up until about 20 years ago. Now that we're taking actual plants from ISIS? Sheeeeee-it, negro! You either have to assume that the people that have risen to the top of the American political scene are the most stupid people on the planet, or you have to assume that at this point they know exactly what they're doing on the immigration front (at least), and are simply that evil and corrupt.

Dumb fuckery raised to an artform.

At last night's Democratic debate Hillary basically said that Trump shouldn't be elected Presdient because The Donald is verbally mean to terrorists. This woman's stupidity, and the stupidity of those who will vote for her, is something that defies all description.

Ffffffffuuuuuccccckkkkkk....

Go read what Sailer has. There's no point in me trying to add more.

Trump's Luck: New Details Emerge on San Bernardino

And there's the smudgeness....

Apparently even the President' ardent fluffers over at MSNBC thought the President's speech tonight was pathetic. At least this time he was on time and didn't bloviate as much as usual. But he was just as much a smudge little prick as usual, and couldn't stop smirking during the speech. "My fellow Americans [smirk], last week the JV team of peace loving brown people blew away a bunch of other Americans [still smirking], but that's okay because most of the dead were bitter clingers, so I think white people need to suck it and give me their guns [smirk]."

I'd say he's become a bad parody of himself, but I don't really think that does it justice.

Speaking of indefensible shamelessness....

Jennifer Granholm has penned an opinion piece for CNN. Granholm is the former Democratic governor of Michigan. She is also a very prominent supporter of Hillary Clinton.

In this op-ed, she has called for Donald Trump to drop out of the race for the Presidency - for the good of the country, of course. Her reason for doing so? It's that The Donald just isn't honest enough for America.

From this we can deduce that either (a) Granholm is dumber than a sack of shit, or (b) is at least as dishonest as Hillary, who can't even tell you the sun will rise in the east tomorrow. (Of course, it could be that Hillary can't tell you the last because she's suffering from senile dementia.)

This kind of stuff simply beggars belief.

Shameful

So the President of the USA and a bunch of other alleged world leaders got together in Paris to determine how to make the world a poorer place. I refer, of course, to the climate change conference.

While in Paris, the President stated that THIS, talking about climate change, was how to repudiate ISIS, who, naturally, doesn't give a fuck about climaate change because they're having too much fun chopping off people's heads, burning them alive, throwing teh gays off high places and indulging in sex slavery with women and children. Way to go, Barry O! That'll show 'em!

Even worse, the world's leaders all congratulated themselves on the courage they showed for showing up to repudiate the terrorists in this stupid manner. Courage? Paris was probably more heavily guarded during the conference than the Federal gold Depository at Fort Knox, Kentucky. The French government even used the recent "man-made disaster" to tighten up security by putting climate change protesters (those who basically SUPPORT the world leaders  who want to make everyone poorer!) under house arrest.

So, they claimed they were repudiating terrorism and showing courage while not addressing terrorism at all (which  is okay, as the conference WAS about climate change) and while the wimps congratulated themselves on their great courage. Truly, Obama deserves the Congressional Metal of Honor for this - in his own mind.

But that isn't what was shameful to me. I don't expect anything else other than extreme vanity and self-serving rationalizations from the leaders of the world.

No, what's shameful is that pretty much no one in the press called them on it, nor does anyone really seem to care. Obama i eating a $2,000 dollar a plate meal in some palace in Paris while ISIS burns people to death, he calls HIMSELF the courageous one, and our media laps it up.

Pathetic.

Thoughts on Assimilation

With the ongoing refugee crisis in Europe, as well as the hordes flowing over US borders, there has been much talk of assimilating minorities from other cultures into the predominant cultures of the new homeland.

Some of the more progressive types think talk of assimilation is a crime in and of itself, as the poor dears shouldn't have to adapt to their new homelands, but that the natives should have to bend over backwards for the new precious snowflakes. But even most progressive idiots don't hold that position for long when the newbies want to start mutilating the women-folk and buring the fags.

But many progressives don't want to much assimilation because they want more exotic choices in everything from food to sexual deviancy. (England's upper class poofters, for example, have long enjoyed the practice of visiting the north coast of Africa because many of the Arab countries sell their boys as prostitutes. This is so well-know I'm not even going to bother finding links. But if they import enough Arabs, they can practice peadophilia in the comforts of Old Blighty itself. I mean with less chance of the little wogs sounding off, of course.)

But a good many progressives, as well as those more conservatively aligned DO believe in cultural assimilation, and they believe it can happen. As examples they point to such things as the waves of immigrants that came to the USA in the latter half of the Nineteenth and early parts of the Twentieth Century.

But here's the thing: It's one thing for Poles and Italians, who were Catholics, to assimilate into an America that already had a sizable Catholic population, than it is for Muslims to assimilate into US culture. Catholics cannot be considered part of the mainstream of the American Protestant culture, but at least they're ultimately Christians, and have many shared religious precepts with Protestants. Similarly with Orthodox Christians coming from places further east. They were European in ethnicity, culture, and outlook, and Christian by tradition. There was a lot of shared cultural beliefs that made assimilating possible. (And it was NOT as smooth a process as the propagandists would have you believe.)

The point is, if you expect a minority population of immigrants to assimilate to the majority culture, you'd better start with a minority population that already shares a bunch of traits with the indigenous people. The America experience has examples of what can happen when not following this rule, as well.

There are two groups among us that simply have not assimilated, despite hundreds of years of contact with the dominant culture: Blacks and Native Americans. Both come from cultures and ethnicities very alien to European cultures, and neither has assimilated well.

Anyone paying attention to our history should realize that the importation of further large minority populations from the Third World is likely to do nothing but cause grief in the long run, but then, noticing these things is crimethink, and we can't have that.

An Interesting Comment from Elsewhere

I read the following comment on Steve Sailer's site several days back. It is allegedly from a teacher in a predominantly black school. The comment largely reads true to me as someone living in a predominantly black neighborhood. I do have some disagreements with it. I don't think blacks have as monolithic a mind-set/culture as the writer does, at least not among older blacks, not even in poor neighborhoods. But the youngsters do seem to be very single-minded about what constitutes "proper" black behavior. I don't know if this is peculiar to the age-group in question, or if it is this generation particularly. But culturally blacks in America do seem to have gone backwards in the last 40 years. Compare the rich black musical scene of 40, 50 or 60 years ago with the monotonous hip-hop scene of today. Hell, hip-hop & rap had more variety 30 years ago than the entire black music scene has today. Anyhow, I'm reproducing the comment, which is lengthy, in full.

From ToSir:

November 18, 2015 at 3:32 pm GMT • 5,100 Words 

A Teacher From a Black High School:

The truth is usually a tough thing to accept, so I understand if this is flagged. It would be a cowardly thing to do, but I understand it. Some people just ignore unpleasant truths. However, if you think ignoring the problem, or trying to censor the truth, will help our black children improve, you’re dreaming. This is important, so I’m happy to repost – indefinitely if necessary. I find it interesting that NO ONE has had the intellect to refute anything in the essay. They can only attempt to censor it, as if doing so somehow makes it invalid. Weak minds, weak minds.

Until recently I taught at a predominantly black high school in a southeastern state.

The mainstream press gives a hint of what conditions are like in black schools, but only a hint. Expressions journalists use like “chaotic” or “poor learning environment” or “lack of discipline” do not capture what really happens. There is nothing like the day-to-day experience of teaching black children and that is what I will try to convey.

Most whites simply do not know what black people are like in large numbers, and the first encounter can be a shock.
 
One of the most immediately striking things about my students was that they were loud. They had little conception of ordinary decorum. It was not unusual for five blacks to be screaming at me at once. Instead of calming down and waiting for a lull in the din to make their point — something that occurs to even the dimmest white students — blacks just tried to yell over each other.

It did no good to try to quiet them, and white women were particularly inept at trying. I sat in on one woman’s class as she begged the children to pipe down. They just yelled louder so their voices would carry over hers.

Many of my black students would repeat themselves over and over again — just louder. It was as if they suffered from Tourette syndrome. They seemed to have no conception of waiting for an appropriate time to say something. They would get ideas in their heads and simply had to shout them out. I might be leading a discussion on government and suddenly be interrupted: “We gotta get more Democrats! Clinton, she good!” The student may seem content with that outburst but two minutes later, he would suddenly start yelling again: “Clinton good!”

Anyone who is around young blacks will probably get a constant diet of rap music. Blacks often make up their own jingles, and it was not uncommon for 15 black boys to swagger into a classroom, bouncing their shoulders and jiving back.

They were yelling back and forth, rapping 15 different sets of words in the same harsh, rasping dialect. The words were almost invariably a childish form of boasting: “Who got dem shine rim, who got dem shine shoe, who got dem shine grill (gold and silver dental caps)?” The amateur rapper usually ends with a claim–in the crudest terms imaginable — that all womankind is sexually devoted to him. For whatever reason, my students would often groan instead of saying a particular word, as in, “She suck dat aaahhhh (think of a long grinding groan), she f**k dat aaaahhhh, she lick dat aaaahhh.”

Black women love to dance — in a way white people might call gyrating. So many black girls dance in the hall, in the classroom, on the chairs, next to the chairs, under the chairs, everywhere. Once I took a call on my cell phone and had to step outside of class. I was away about two minutes but when I got back the black girls had lined up at the front of the classroom and were convulsing to the delight of the boys.

Many black people, especially black women, are enormously fat. Some are so fat I had to arrange special seating to accommodate their bulk. I am not saying there are no fat white students — there are — but it is a matter of numbers and attitudes. Many black girls simply do not care that they are fat. There are plenty of white anorexics, but I have never met or heard of a black anorexic.
“Black women be big Mr. Jackson,” my students would explain.

“Is it okay in the black community to be a little overweight?” I ask. Two obese black girls in front of my desk begin to dance, “You know dem boys lak juicy fruit, Mr. Jackson.” “Juicy” is a colorful black expression for the buttocks.

Blacks, on average, are the most directly critical people I have ever met: “Dat shirt stupid. Yo’ kid a bastard. Yo’ lips big.” Unlike whites, who tread gingerly around the subject of race, they can be brutally to the point. Once I needed to send a student to the office to deliver a message. I asked for volunteers, and suddenly you would think my classroom was a bastion of civic engagement. Thirty dark hands shot into the air. My students loved to leave the classroom and slack off, even if just for a few minutes, away from the eye of white authority. I picked a light-skinned boy to deliver the message. One very black student was indignant: “You pick da half-breed.” And immediately other blacks take up the cry, and half a dozen mouths are screaming, “He half-breed.”

For decades, the country has been lamenting the poor academic performance of blacks and there is much to lament. There is no question, however, that many blacks come to school with a serious handicap that is not their fault. At home they have learned a dialect that is almost a different language. Blacks not only mispronounce words; their grammar is often wrong. When a black wants to ask, “Where is the bathroom?” he may actually say “Whar da badroom be?” Grammatically, this is the equivalent of “Where the bathroom is?” And this is the way they speak in high school. Students write the way they speak, so this is the language that shows up in written assignments.

It is true that some whites face a similar handicap. They speak with what I would call a “country” accent that is hard to reproduce but results in sentences such as “I’m gonna gemme a Coke.” Some of these country whites had to learn correct pronunciation and usage. The difference is that most whites overcome this handicap and learn to speak correctly; many blacks do not.

Most of the blacks I taught simply had no interest in academic subjects. I taught history, and students would often say they didn’t want to do an assignment or they didn’t like history because it was all about white people. Of course, this was “diversity” history, in which every cowboy’s black cook got a special page on how he contributed to winning the West, but black children still found it inadequate. So I would throw up my hands and assign them a project on a real, historical black person. My favorite was Marcus Garvey. They had never heard of him, and I would tell them to research him, but they never did. They didn’t care and they didn’t want to do any work.

Anyone who teaches blacks soon learns that they have a completely different view of government from whites. Once I decided to fill 25 minutes by having students write about one thing the government should do to improve America. I gave this question to three classes totaling about 100 students, approximately 80 of whom were black. My few white students came back with generally “conservative” ideas. “We need to cut off people who don’t work,” was the most common suggestion. Nearly every black gave a variation on the theme of “We need more government services.”
My students had only the vaguest notion of who pays for government services. For them, it was like a magical piggy bank that never goes empty. One black girl was exhorting the class on the need for more social services and I kept trying to explain that people, real live people, are taxed for the money to pay for those services. “Yeah, it come from whites,” she finally said. “They stingy anyway.”
“Many black people make over $50,000 dollars a year and you would also be taking away from your own people,” I said.

She had an answer to that: “Dey half breed.” The class agreed. I let the subject drop.

Many black girls are perfectly happy to be welfare queens. On career day, one girl explained to the class that she was going to have lots of children and get fat checks from the government. No one in the class seemed to have any objection to this career choice.

Surprising attitudes can come out in class discussion. We were talking about the crimes committed in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, and I brought up the rape of a young girl in the bathroom of the Superdome. A majority of my students believed this was a horrible crime but a few took it lightly. One black boy spoke up without raising his hand: “Dat no big deal. They thought they is gonna die so they figured they have some fun. Dey jus’ wanna have a fun time; you know what I’m sayin’?” A few black heads nodded in agreement.

My department head once asked all the teachers to get a response from all students to the following question: “Do you think it is okay to break the law if it will benefit you greatly?” By then, I had been teaching for a while and was not surprised by answers that left a young, liberal, white woman colleague aghast. “Yeah” was the favorite answer. As one student explained, “Get dat green.”

There is a level of conformity among blacks that whites would find hard to believe. They like one kind of music: rap. They will vote for one political party: Democrat. They dance one way, speak one way, are loud the same way, and fail their exams in the same way. Of course, there are exceptions but they are rare.

Whites are different. Some like country music, others heavy metal, some prefer pop, and still others, God forbid, enjoy rap music. They have different associations, groups, almost ideologies. There are jocks, nerds, preppies, and hunters. Blacks are all — well — black, and they are quick to let other blacks know when they deviate from the norm.

One might object that there are important group differences among blacks that a white man simply cannot detect. I have done my best to find them, but so far as I can tell, they dress the same, talk the same, think the same. Certainly, they form rival groups, but the groups are not different in any discernible way. There simply are no groups of blacks that are as distinctly different from each other as white “nerds,” “hunters,” or “Goths,” for example.

How the world looks to blacks: One point on which all blacks agree is that everything is “racis’.” This is one message of liberalism they have absorbed completely. Did you do your homework? “Na, homework racis’.” Why did you get an F on the test? “Test racis’.”

I was trying to teach a unit on British philosophers and the first thing the students noticed about Bentham, Hobbes, and Locke was “Dey all white! Where da black philosopher a’?” I tried to explain there were no blacks in eighteenth century Britain. You can probably guess what they said to that: “Dat racis’!” One student accused me of deliberately failing him on a test because I didn’t like black people.

“Do you think I really hate black people?”
“Yeah.”
“Have I done anything to make you feel this way? How do you know?”
“You just do.”
“Why do you say that?”

He just smirked, looked out the window, and sucked air through his teeth. Perhaps this was a regional thing, but the blacks often sucked air through their teeth as a wordless expression of disdain or hostility.

My students were sometimes unable to see the world except through the lens of their own blackness. I had a class that was host to a German exchange student. One day he put on a Power Point presentation with famous German landmarks as well as his school and family.

From time to time during the presentation, blacks would scream, “Where da black folk?!” The exasperated German tried several times to explain that there were no black people where he lived in Germany. The students did not believe him. I told them Germany is in Europe, where white people are from, and Africa is where black people are from. They insisted that the German student was racist, and deliberately refused to associate with blacks.

Blacks are keenly interested in their own racial characteristics. I have learned, for example, that some blacks have “good hair.” Good hair is black parlance for black-white hybrid hair. Apparently, it is less kinky, easier to style, and considered more attractive. Blacks are also proud of light skin. Imagine two black students shouting insults across the room. One is dark but slim; the other light and obese. The dark one begins the exchange: “You fat, Ridario!” Ridario smiles, doesn’t deign to look at his detractor, shakes his head like a wobbling top, and says, “You wish you light skinned.”

They could go on like this, repeating the same insults over and over.

My black students had nothing but contempt for Hispanic immigrants. They would vent their feelings so crudely that our department strongly advised us never to talk about immigration in class in case the principal or some outsider might overhear.

Whites were “racis’,” of course, but they thought of us at least as Americans. Not the Mexicans. Blacks have a certain, not necessarily hostile understanding of white people. They know how whites act, and it is clear they believe whites are smart and are good at organizing things. At the same time, they probably suspect whites are just putting on an act when they talk about equality, as if it is all a sham that makes it easier for whites to control blacks. Blacks want a bigger piece of the American pie. I’m convinced that if it were up to them they would give whites a considerably smaller piece than whites get now, but they would give us something. They wouldn’t give Mexicans anything.
What about black boys and white girls? No one is supposed to notice this or talk about it but it is glaringly obvious: Black boys are obsessed with white girls. I’ve witnessed the following drama countless times. A black boy saunters up to a white girl. The cocky black dances around her, not really in a menacing way. It’s more a shuffle than a threat. As he bobs and shuffles he asks, “When you gonna go wit’ me?”

There are two kinds of reply. The more confident white girl gets annoyed, looks away from the black and shouts, “I don’t wanna go out with you!” The more demure girl will look at her feet and mumble a polite excuse but ultimately say no.

There is only one response from the black boy: “You racis’.” Many girls — all too many — actually feel guilty because they do not want to date blacks. Most white girls at my school stayed away from blacks, but a few, particularly the ones who were addicted to drugs, fell in with them.

There is something else that is striking about blacks. They seem to have no sense of romance, of falling in love. What brings men and women together is sex, pure and simple, and there is a crude openness about this. There are many degenerate whites, of course, but some of my white students were capable of real devotion and tenderness, emotions that seemed absent from blacks — especially the boys.

Black schools are violent and the few whites who are too poor to escape are caught in the storm. The violence is astonishing, not so much that it happens, but the atmosphere in which it happens. Blacks can be smiling, seemingly perfectly content with what they are doing, having a good time, and then, suddenly start fighting. It’s uncanny. Not long ago, I was walking through the halls and a group of black boys were walking in front of me. All of a sudden they started fighting with another group in the hallway.

Blacks are extraordinarily quick to take offense. Once I accidentally scuffed a black boy’s white sneaker with my shoe. He immediately rubbed his body up against mine and threatened to attack me. I stepped outside the class and had a security guard escort the student to the office. It was unusual for students to threaten teachers physically this way, but among themselves, they were quick to fight for similar reasons.

The real victims are the unfortunate whites caught in this. They are always in danger and their educations suffer. White weaklings are particularly susceptible, but mostly to petty violence. They may be slapped or get a couple of kicks when they are trying to open a bottom locker. Typically, blacks save the hard, serious violence for each other.

There was a lot of promiscuous sex among my students and this led to violence. Black girls were constantly fighting over black boys. It was not uncommon to see two girls literally ripping each other’s hair out with a police officer in the middle trying to break up the fight. The black boy they were fighting over would be standing by with a smile, enjoying the show he had created. For reasons I cannot explain, boys seldom fought over girls.

Pregnancy was common among the blacks, though many black girls were so fat I could not tell the difference. I don’t know how many girls got abortions, but when they had the baby they usually stayed in school and had their own parents look after the child. The school did not offer daycare.

Aside from the police officers constantly on patrol, a sure sign that you are in a black school is the coke cage: the chain-link fence that many majority-black schools use to protect vending machines. The cage surrounds the machine and even covers its top. Delivery employees have to unlock a gate on the front of the cage to service the machines. Companies would prefer not to build cages around vending machines. They are expensive, ugly, and a bother, but black students smashed the machines so many times it was cheaper to build a cage than repair the damage. Rumor had it that before the cages went up blacks would turn the machines upside down in the hope that the money would fall out.

Security guards are everywhere in black schools — we had one on every hall. They also sat in on unruly classes and escorted students to the office. They were unarmed, but worked closely with the three city police officers who were constantly on duty.

There was a lot of drug-dealing at my school. This was a good way to make a fair amount of money but it also gave boys power over girls who wanted drugs. An addicted girl — black or white — became the plaything of anyone who could get her drugs.

One of my students was a notorious drug dealer. Everyone knew it. He was 19 years old and in eleventh grade. Once he got a score of three out of 100 on a test. He had been locked up four times since he was 13.

One day, I asked him, “Why do you come to school?”

He wouldn’t answer. He just looked out the window, smiled, and sucked air through his teeth. His friend Yidarius ventured an explanation: “He get dat green and get dem females.”

“What is the green?” I asked. “Money or dope?” “Both,” said Yidarius with a smile.

A very fat black interrupted from across the room: “We get dat lunch,” Mr. Jackson. “We gotta get dat lunch and brickfuss.” He means the free breakfast and lunch poor students get every day. “Nigga, we know’d you be lovin’ brickfuss!” shouts another student.

Some readers may believe that I have drawn a cruel caricature of black students. After all, according to official figures some 85 percent of them graduate. It would be instructive to know how many of those scraped by with barely a C- record. They go from grade to grade and they finally get their diplomas because there is so much pressure on teachers to push them through. It saves money to move them along, the school looks good, and the teachers look good.

Many of these children should have been failed, but the system would crack under their weight if they were all held back.

How did my experiences make me feel about blacks? Ultimately, I lost sympathy for them. In so many ways they seem to make their own beds. There they were in an integrationist’s fantasy–in the same classroom with white students, eating the same lunch, using the same bathrooms, listening to the same teachers–and yet the blacks fail while the whites pass.

One tragic outcome among whites who have been teaching for too long is that it can engender something close to hatred. One teacher I knew gave up fast food–not for health reasons but because where he lived most fast-food workers were black. He had enough of blacks on the job. This was an extreme example but years of frustration can take their toll. Many of my white colleagues with any experience were well on their way to that state of mind.

There is an unutterable secret among teachers: Almost all realize that blacks do not respond to traditional white instruction. Does that put the lie to environmentalism? Not at all. It is what brings about endless, pointless innovation that is supposed to bring blacks up to the white level. The solution is more diversity–or put more generally, the solution is change. Change is an almost holy word in education, and you can fail a million times as long as you keep changing. That is why liberals keep revamping the curriculum and the way it is taught. For example, teachers are told that blacks need hands-on instruction and more group work.

Teachers are told that blacks are more vocal and do not learn through reading and lectures. The implication is that they have certain traits that lend themselves to a different kind of teaching.
Whites have learned a certain way for centuries but it just doesn’t work with blacks. Of course, this implies racial differences but if pressed, most liberal teachers would say different racial learning styles come from some indefinable cultural characteristic unique to blacks. Therefore, schools must change, America must change. But into what? How do you turn quantum physics into hands-on instruction or group work? No one knows, but we must keep changing until we find something that works.

Public school has certainly changed since anyone reading this was a student. I have a friend who teaches elementary school, and she tells me that every week the students get a new diversity lesson, shipped in fresh from some bureaucrat’s office in Washington or the state capital. She showed me the materials for one week: a large poster, about the size of a forty-two inch flat-screen television. It shows an utterly diverse group — I mean diverse: handicapped, Muslim, Jewish, effeminate, poor, rich, brown, slightly brown, yellow, etc.–sitting at a table, smiling gaily, accomplishing some undefined task. The poster comes with a sheet of questions the teacher is supposed to ask. One might be: “These kids sure look different, but they look happy. Can you tell me which one in the picture is an American?”

Some eight-year-old, mired in ignorance, will point to a white child like himself. “That one.”
The teacher reads from the answer, conveniently printed along with the question. “No, Billy, all these children are Americans. They are just as American as you.”

The children get a snack, and the poster goes up on the wall until another one comes a week later. This is what happens at predominately white, middle-class, elementary schools everywhere. Elementary school teachers love All of the Colors of the Race, by award-winning children’s poet Arnold Adoff.

These are some of the lines they read to the children: “Mama is chocolate . . . Daddy is vanilla . . . Me (sic) is better . . . It is a new color. It is a new flavor. For love. Sometimes blackness seems too black for me, and whiteness is too sickly pale; and I wish every one were golden. Remember: long ago before people moved and migrated, and mixed and matched . . . there was one people: one color, one race. The colors are flowing from what was before me to what will be after. All the colors.”

Teaching as a career: It may come as a surprise after what I have written, but my experiences have given me a deep appreciation for teaching as a career. It offers a stable, middle-class life but comes with the capacity to make real differences in the lives of children. In our modern, atomized world children often have very little communication with adults — especially, or even, with their parents — so there is potential for a real transaction between pupil and teacher, disciple and master.

A rewarding relationship can grow up between an exceptional, interested student and his teacher. I have stayed in my classroom with a group of students discussing ideas and playing chess until the janitor kicked us out. I was the old gentleman, imparting my history, culture, personal loves and triumphs, defeats and failures to young kinsman. Sometimes I fancied myself Tyrtaeus, the Spartan poet, who counseled the youth to honor and loyalty. I never had this kind intimacy with a black student, and I know of no other white teacher who did.

Teaching can be fun. For a certain kind of person it is exhilarating to map out battles on chalkboards, and teach heroism. It is rewarding to challenge liberal prejudices, to leave my mark on these children, but what I aimed for with my white students I could never achieve with the blacks.

There is a kind of child whose look can melt your heart: some working-class castaway, in and out of foster homes, often abused, who is nevertheless almost an angel. Your heart melts for these children, this refuse of the modern world.

Many white students possess a certain innocence; their cheeks still blush. Try as I might, I could not get the blacks to care one bit about Beethoven or Sherman’s march to the sea, or Tyrtaeus, or Oswald Spengler, or even liberals like John Rawls, or their own history. They cared about nothing I tried to teach them. When this goes on year after year it chokes the soul out of a teacher, destroys his pathos, and sends him guiltily searching for The Bell Curve on the Internet.

Blacks break down the intimacy that can be achieved in the classroom, and leave you convinced that that intimacy is really a form of kinship. Without intending to, they destroy what is most beautiful–whether it be your belief in human equality, your daughter’s innocence, or even the state of the hallway.

Just last year I read on the bathroom stall the words “F**k Whitey.” Not two feet away, on the same stall, was a small swastika.

The National Council for the Social Studies, the leading authority on social science education in the United States, urges teachers to inculcate such values as equality of opportunity, individual property rights, and a democratic form of government. Even if teachers could inculcate this milquetoast ideology into whites, liberalism is doomed because so many non-whites are not receptive to education of any kind beyond the merest basics.

It is impossible to get them to care about such abstractions as property rights or democratic citizenship. They do not see much further than the fact that you live in a big house and “we in da pro-jek.” Of course, there are a few loutish whites who will never think past their next meal and a few sensitive blacks for whom anything is possible, but no society takes on the characteristics of its exceptions.

Once I asked my students, “What do you think of the Constitution?” “It white,” one slouching black rang out. The class began to laugh. And I caught myself laughing along with them, laughing while Pompeii’s volcano simmers, while the barbarians swell around the Palatine, while the country I love, and the job I love, and the community I love become dimmer by the day.

I read a book by an expatriate Rhodesian who visited Zimbabwe not too many years ago. Traveling with a companion, she stopped at a store along the highway. A black man materialized next to her car window. “Job, boss, (I) work good, boss,” he pleaded. “You give job.”

“What happened to your old job?” the expatriate white asked. The black man replied in the straightforward manner of his race: “We drove out the whites. No more jobs. You give job.”
At some level, my students understand the same thing. One day I asked the bored, black faces staring back at me. “What would happen if all the white people in America disappeared tomorrow?”

“We screwed,” a young, pitch-black boy screamed back. The rest of the blacks laughed.

I have had children tell me to my face as they struggled with an assignment. “I cain’t do dis,” Mr. Jackson. “I black.”

The point is that human beings are not always rational. It is in the black man’s interest to have whites in Zimbabwe but he drives them out and starves. Most whites do not think black Americans could ever do anything so irrational. They see blacks on television smiling, fighting evil whites, embodying white values. But the real black is not on television, and you pull your purse closer when you see him, and you lock the car doors when he swaggers by with his pants hanging down almost to his knees.

For those of you with children, better a smaller house in a white district than a fancy one near a black school.

I have been in parent-teacher conferences that broke my heart: the child pleading with his parents to take him out of school; the parents convinced their child’s fears are groundless. If you love your child, show her you care — not by giving her fancy vacations or a car, but making her innocent years safe and happy. Give her the gift of a not-heavily black school.

Chance of riots: Moderate!

So the latest over-a-year-old-controversy-but-now-we've-got-video-and-let's-face-it-some-people-are-too-stupid-to-do-anything-without-pictures-to-make-it-clear-to-them protest moment has been spurred on by the indictment of a cop in Chicago for first degree murder. I've referenced it a couple of stories down.

Now that video has been released of the shooting, the looters, er, excuse me, I mean protesters-for-justice are out and about again.

There were sporadic protests in Chicago yesterday. One featured this classic moment captured by an AP photographer:

Caption from News13: Lamon Reccord (right) stares and yells at a Chicago police officer 'Shoot me 16 times' as he and others march through Chicago's Loop Wednesday, Nov. 25, 2015, one day after murder charges were brought against police officer Jason Van Dyke in the killing of 17-year-old Laquan McDonald. (AP Photo/Charles Rex Arbogast) 

Ah, reasoned, considered debate, the hallmark of Anglo-Saxon culture! Note that these are protests well after the fact, and AFTER the cop has been indicted (properly, in my opinion) for first degree murder.

But here's the more interesting bit: the protesters in Chicago are calling for a "shut down" of the famous Michigan Avenue shopping district on Black Friday. Has there ever been a clearer call for a flash mob to come loot and pillage? Hell, Attila the Hun would admire the chutzpah. 

And in NYC, a mob invaded Macy's last night (the night before Thanksgiving) in support of protesters in Minneapolis. Breitbart adds this following bit of helpfulness: 

Black liberation activists, revolutionary communists, and the Nation of Islam plan to target stores for demonstration nationwide on Black Friday.

Oh yeah, between ISIS, the Nation of Islam, black anarchists, black communists, and the white supporters of each, plus the propensity of blacks to riot for free shit anyway, tomorrow is likely to be about as much fun as the days after MLKjr was shot. I'll be staying home.

Ya fuckin' think?!!?

AP: Security steps in Paris, Brussels, may be spreading anxiety

More of the same old, same old....

So there's a case out of Chicago in which a cop has been indicted on first degree murder charges for shooting a 17 year-old black man to death. From what I know of the case, it sounds like a proper charge to be leveled against the cop, and frankly I'm surprised that this particular cop hadn't been drummed off the force previous to the incident in question. Police in bad areas need ass-kickers on the force (and if you don't believe this you either don't live in a bad area OR YOU ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM), but this guy sounds like he's a little too unhinged, especially for this day and age.

That sad, this is also another case of Blacks Behaving Badly. The victim not only had a record, but had been engaged in several criminal acts that evening while bombed out of this universe on PCP. So it's hardly a case of some sweet innocent dying either. (Naturally the family says he was turning things around. Around and around and around, whilst on elephant tranquilizers, methinks.)

Which makes me wonder if The Talk ought to include something like, "Don't go on a crime spree while bombed out of this universe on PCP and then ignore repeated lawful orders from the police to stop acting like an insane criminal"?

Just a thought.

That which should be the top national story in the USA: Hillary often confused

Slowly, slowly, the information from Hillary's email server trickles out. Not all of the email was HRC's, some belonged to her top aides, such as Huma Abedin. Judicial Watch has found some goodies in Huma's email, such as the statement that Hillary is "often confused." She's all there some of the time, and some of the time she isn't. Typical of someone going senile with age.

One would think that the leading contender for the Democratic Presidential nomination showing signs of senility would be something in which the "news" media would take interest. But nothing, if not for Judicial Watch, Drudge, and some other alt-media types.

Hillary's senility has become increasing evident if (a) you've had any experience with someone who has gone senile and (b) you're paying attention. This is why she gives very few interviews, and usually only takes them from trusted paid hacks - actual give-and-take conversations will eventually reveal that she is an old woman with diminishing faculties. It's also why her responses are always so canned - they've been drilled into her as a defense against public statements of a revealing nature.

Really, it is shameful to see the old harridin be used once again by those around her. But Bill needs at least the threat of another Clinton Presidency to keep the money flowing into the Clinton Foundation coffers, and Hillary's aides all have their own checkbooks to worry about. Not to mention all the graft that is available to those controlling a President.

But then the old hag is used to being used: in fact it seems to be her main purpose in life.

NOTE: I have no problem calling Hillary names, as she has abused people both publicly and privately for decades, most notably Bill's numerous other women.

Diversity Clown Theatre

In Missouri, the place where the latest round of Blacks Behaving Badly turned into a political movement, we have another story of racial injustice. Two white middle schoolers stabbed a 43 year-old black woman to death while she was at a commercial car wash, and then went joyriding in her car with her body propped up in the front seat.

Incredible, isn't it?

Also, completely unbelievable. Instead, it was a couple of typical Sons of Obama types stabbing a white woman to death and then doing all the rest of it. That IS completely believable. No word on if the Obama Justice Department will investigate this as a hate crime.

Meanwhile, the incident behind one of the other Black Lives Matter protests in California was revealed to be a fraud. The racist comments that sparked the incident at Berkeley High School (where else?) were in fact posted by a "student of color."

I assume the current brouhahas are about 95% hoax, minimum, and that the people doing the complaining are mostly looking for an excuse to commit acts of violence.

"UN warns Europe against 'backtracking' on migrant commitments"

So says the headline. From the story:

A spokesman for the UN rights agency, Rupert Colville, described calls for a crackdown on migrants as "very, very stupid."

"It's really pretty disgusting how extreme anti-immigrant politicians and media commentators have jumped on this attack to push their existing agendas. That is really pretty obscene actually, given what happened in Paris," Colville told reporters. 

You mean it's disgusting that the right-wing parties predeicted tat this would happen, despite the assurances of people at thee UN and elsewhere, and that now that it HAS happened it's disgusting that they're calling you guys out as incompetents, frauds or worse? Yeah, I thought that's what you meant.

The UN, by the way, is still claiming that no Syrian refugee has been involved in any violent acts in Europe. At some point you have to acknowledge that the UN is on the side of the terrorists. I suggest a vigorous bombing of NYC, preferably with nukes. Just to be sure.